Where Will You Go?
Warnings: Language, Content, and some yaoi/shounen-ai in later chapters. Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Description: Squall, Rinoa, Seifer, and all them are students in the same high school. Just living normal lives until Squall finds out something new about himself and how he feels about someone he knows. Someone close. How will this affect him and those close to him? Will they stand through this? Will the one Squall feels especially about return how he feels? Just read and find out, you know you wanna...
Chapter 2: Detention
Squall's POV
I sat in the back of the detention room. I had my head on my desk so I could stare blankly at the wall to my right. My mind was racing. I hadn't been attracted to anyone, physically or emotionally, until now so I can't say it's a feeling I'm familiar with.
Did I really want this? I didn't want to lose anyone close again. Nor did I want to hurt anyone else. I've felt this way ever since I was 10. That's when... well I don't want to think about that right now.
Selphie poke me in the side to get my attention. "What's wrong, Squall?" she asked in a soft voice so that the teacher wouldn't hear her.
I turned to face her. "Nothing..." I lied. I couldn't stop thinking about a single person. Actually this kind of scared me. It wasn't normal for me to think too much about people outside of my friends.
Selphie shot a piercing look my direction. I think she knew I was lying. She didn't press the topic though thankfully. "Well then quit spacing out and staring at the wall. It's not like it's gonna run away or something." she said with a minor sarcastic tone in her voice.
Sighing, I lifted my head off the desk and sat up in the desk. I glared at the clock that was moving horribly slow. Why won't you go faster? I thought at it but it did nothing of the sort. If anything, it seemed to go slower. That's why I hated detention. It was long and boring and you couldn't talk to anyone even though we still did. We often got yelled at because of it too.
The rest of detention went by progressively slower and slower, but finally the detention bell rang and everyone got up from his or her seats. Most of the people hurried for the door, but they people from the back few rows just took their time and exited the room.
The halls were basically empty when Selphie and I got into the hall. That made traveling to our lockers easy. Selphie went past me as I stopped at mine. I entered my combo and of course it didn't want to open. Frustrated, I struck the locker with my fist, thus causing it to open. I deposited anything I might have on me that I left I school into the basically empty locker. I never kept much in it. Just my books, that were mostly tattered and falling apart. If I wore a jacket, usually I just kept it on all through school. No one ever says anything about it and it never got too hot so that's how it was.
After everything was in, I slammed the locker door shut and didn't even mess with the lock. Who cared if someone broke into my locker? There's nothing in there worth stealing anyway.
I turned and headed in Selphie's direction, passing a few people on the way. She left her locker and headed my way before I could reach her and we made our way to the doors of the school.
We stepped out into the sun and began walking back to our neighborhood. The six of us all lived in the same neighborhood: Selphie, Quistis, Irvine, Zell, Rinoa, and I. It's been that way since we were all little, like 4 or something.
Selphie and I were both silent on the way back home. Or at least I was. I lost myself in my thoughts again. Do I really want to let another person into my life? Another person that I risk hurting? What if I get left behind again? You see, I have a secret. Something no one but I knew. Something that could end up causing me to hurt those around me.
Selphie broke me out of my thoughts when she thwapped me on the back of the head, "Squall! You passed your house." she said. I looked back down the street.
I turned red as I about faced and headed back down the street back to my house. "See you Selphie." I said as I walked.
"Bye!" she called to me from behind.
Eventually I reached the door and unlocked it. I pushed the door open and stepped into the living room. I moved to the couch that was set up in front of the TV. I laid down on it with one foot still on the floor.
I began to wonder again. This "secret" of mine could cause the people around me to get hurt. My friends were already at risk. Only Rinoa knew about what happened. And I think she told the others but just so they knew that someone might come after them and me. That's probably why they got some beefed up security system at their houses...
Flashback
I was only ten. It was storming outside and something woke me from my sleep. I sat up in my bed and looked around for the alarm clock. Eventually I found it but it was black. The power must be out. I thought. Little did I know, that wasn't the case. As I sat there in my bed, I heard some strange noises coming from downstairs. I really didn't think it was the storm, it sounded nothing like thunder.
Slowly, I climbed out of my bed and went to my door. I pulled it open and stepped into the hall. I casually walked down to my parents' room at the end of the hall. I pushed open the door and went in only to find there was no one there.
That's when I heard the noise again. I walked through the other end of the hall where the stairs were. I could see the glow of flashlights being flashed around on the floor below me.
I slowly crept down the stairs. I saw two, I was assuming, men in the living room. They were looking for something it seemed like. I watched as the moved into the kitchen. I decided to try to see what they were up to. I came off the stairs and stepped quietly into the living room. Closer and closer I came to the entry to the kitchen and hall that led to the other rooms down here. I poked my head around the corner and I saw no one. The kitchen, however, was torn up. There were broken dishes everywhere and other stuff tossed about. I pulled back and looked into the living room. It was in the same condition. I must not have noticed it, because there wasn't as much stuff thrown around.
I slowly took a step around the corner into the kitchen. There didn't seem to be any sign of... I saw a light down the hall. I think it was coming from the den. I moved to walk down the hallway but I slipped as I stepped on a stray plate and it slid out from under me. I landed on the ground with a loud THUD. I panicked. I searched frantically for a place to hide when I saw the flashlights suddenly both point at the wall across from the den door in the hall. I found a place to hide in a now unoccupied cupboard. I pulled to door most of the way shut to make it look like it'd been untouched.
I could see the lights searching the kitchen. I pulled my knees close to my chest, holding back my tears of fear. I could hear the men talking. "There's got to be someone in here." one man said to the other in a funny accent.
"The two of them had a son if I remember right." the other man replied. They searched through the kitchen without opening any of the cupboards, thank god. Thinking there was no one in here, they left into the living room and up the stairs.
Thinking it safe enough to venture out to get the phone, I pushed open the cupboard door slowly and looked to see if the cordless was still on the cradle. Thankfully, it was. I stepped all of the way out of the cupboard and snagged it. Then I hurried back to the unreliable safety of the cupboard. I pushed the button on the phone to turn it on. There was a dial tone. But wait, the power was out. How could the phone still be on? Gah, it didn't matter. I quickly dialed 911.
"Hello. 911 emergency. How may I help you?" a nasal, female voice asked.
"There's two men in my house. I need help." I whispered, not wanting to be found.
"Ok, what is your address so the police can be dispatched to you?" the lady asked.
I nervously whispered the address into the phone. The lady told me the police were on they're way and to stay on the line until they got there. I did as she told me. I clutched my knees close with one arm and held the phone with the other. It felt like I sat in that cupboard for an eternity, but eventually I heard the men begin to panic at the sound of sirens. I heard them bootleg it out the back as several police cars pulled up to the house.
I shoved the cupboard open and ran to the front door, forgetting all about the phone. I watched as the police kicked the door in and entered the house. One of them collected me and took me outside.
"Where's my mom and dad?" I demanded, far too scared to cry, as the police officer escorted me outside to one of the cars.
"We don't know yet. But don't worry, they're probably inside safe and sound." the officer tried to reassure me.
I saw the lights come back on for seemingly no apparent reason. I later found out that they had gotten in and messed with the circuit breaker.
I sat in the car for about 10 minutes and still no one would tell me where my parents were. I began to get frustrated and rather demanding. "I want to see my mom and dad!" I yelled at the officer that was keeping me outside.
"But you can't go inside right now." he told me in a calm voice. I was beginning to get mad.
"I don't care!" I screamed as I ran in through the front door. There were officers all over in the house but it seemed like most of them were in the hallway downstairs. I ran past them and entered the only room I saw a light in, the den. As I rounded the corner I saw the most horrible sight any child could see.
My father was sitting against the wall in a pool of blood with several gunshot wounds to his torso. My mother was lying on the small couch in there with blood dripping off the side onto the floor with it seemed like a single gunshot wound to the head. And one on each arm. There was blood everywhere.
I just stared in horror. I was traumatized. I couldn't think. All I knew was they were gone. I fell to my knees unable to support myself anymore. I couldn't even cry because of the horror I witnessed. I couldn't believe what I saw.
One of the officers escorted me back outside where I sat in one of the squad cars with the same horrorstruck expression on my face. The police found a note in the house. It was from the men that did this. It said that they knew I saw them and that I was next. They would kill anyone that I cared about and then come after me. They said they would bide their time. It could be days, months, even years before they came after me.
The police never caught them.
End Flashback
After that night I didn't talk for weeks. I also pushed most everyone away from me. Only those six refused to be pushed. That's the reason I didn't let people get close to me. And that's why I didn't want to pursue this obsession. I never even found out why the men broke in and killed my parents.
What if I get rejected? What if they get scared because of the circumstances? What if "they" come for me? These were all thoughts that crossed my mind. I just didn't know. I really wanted to ask what I should do, but then people would know...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- Another chapter done. And you still don't know! Ha ha!!! You'll find out in the next chapter... Promise
Warnings: Language, Content, and some yaoi/shounen-ai in later chapters. Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Description: Squall, Rinoa, Seifer, and all them are students in the same high school. Just living normal lives until Squall finds out something new about himself and how he feels about someone he knows. Someone close. How will this affect him and those close to him? Will they stand through this? Will the one Squall feels especially about return how he feels? Just read and find out, you know you wanna...
Chapter 2: Detention
Squall's POV
I sat in the back of the detention room. I had my head on my desk so I could stare blankly at the wall to my right. My mind was racing. I hadn't been attracted to anyone, physically or emotionally, until now so I can't say it's a feeling I'm familiar with.
Did I really want this? I didn't want to lose anyone close again. Nor did I want to hurt anyone else. I've felt this way ever since I was 10. That's when... well I don't want to think about that right now.
Selphie poke me in the side to get my attention. "What's wrong, Squall?" she asked in a soft voice so that the teacher wouldn't hear her.
I turned to face her. "Nothing..." I lied. I couldn't stop thinking about a single person. Actually this kind of scared me. It wasn't normal for me to think too much about people outside of my friends.
Selphie shot a piercing look my direction. I think she knew I was lying. She didn't press the topic though thankfully. "Well then quit spacing out and staring at the wall. It's not like it's gonna run away or something." she said with a minor sarcastic tone in her voice.
Sighing, I lifted my head off the desk and sat up in the desk. I glared at the clock that was moving horribly slow. Why won't you go faster? I thought at it but it did nothing of the sort. If anything, it seemed to go slower. That's why I hated detention. It was long and boring and you couldn't talk to anyone even though we still did. We often got yelled at because of it too.
The rest of detention went by progressively slower and slower, but finally the detention bell rang and everyone got up from his or her seats. Most of the people hurried for the door, but they people from the back few rows just took their time and exited the room.
The halls were basically empty when Selphie and I got into the hall. That made traveling to our lockers easy. Selphie went past me as I stopped at mine. I entered my combo and of course it didn't want to open. Frustrated, I struck the locker with my fist, thus causing it to open. I deposited anything I might have on me that I left I school into the basically empty locker. I never kept much in it. Just my books, that were mostly tattered and falling apart. If I wore a jacket, usually I just kept it on all through school. No one ever says anything about it and it never got too hot so that's how it was.
After everything was in, I slammed the locker door shut and didn't even mess with the lock. Who cared if someone broke into my locker? There's nothing in there worth stealing anyway.
I turned and headed in Selphie's direction, passing a few people on the way. She left her locker and headed my way before I could reach her and we made our way to the doors of the school.
We stepped out into the sun and began walking back to our neighborhood. The six of us all lived in the same neighborhood: Selphie, Quistis, Irvine, Zell, Rinoa, and I. It's been that way since we were all little, like 4 or something.
Selphie and I were both silent on the way back home. Or at least I was. I lost myself in my thoughts again. Do I really want to let another person into my life? Another person that I risk hurting? What if I get left behind again? You see, I have a secret. Something no one but I knew. Something that could end up causing me to hurt those around me.
Selphie broke me out of my thoughts when she thwapped me on the back of the head, "Squall! You passed your house." she said. I looked back down the street.
I turned red as I about faced and headed back down the street back to my house. "See you Selphie." I said as I walked.
"Bye!" she called to me from behind.
Eventually I reached the door and unlocked it. I pushed the door open and stepped into the living room. I moved to the couch that was set up in front of the TV. I laid down on it with one foot still on the floor.
I began to wonder again. This "secret" of mine could cause the people around me to get hurt. My friends were already at risk. Only Rinoa knew about what happened. And I think she told the others but just so they knew that someone might come after them and me. That's probably why they got some beefed up security system at their houses...
Flashback
I was only ten. It was storming outside and something woke me from my sleep. I sat up in my bed and looked around for the alarm clock. Eventually I found it but it was black. The power must be out. I thought. Little did I know, that wasn't the case. As I sat there in my bed, I heard some strange noises coming from downstairs. I really didn't think it was the storm, it sounded nothing like thunder.
Slowly, I climbed out of my bed and went to my door. I pulled it open and stepped into the hall. I casually walked down to my parents' room at the end of the hall. I pushed open the door and went in only to find there was no one there.
That's when I heard the noise again. I walked through the other end of the hall where the stairs were. I could see the glow of flashlights being flashed around on the floor below me.
I slowly crept down the stairs. I saw two, I was assuming, men in the living room. They were looking for something it seemed like. I watched as the moved into the kitchen. I decided to try to see what they were up to. I came off the stairs and stepped quietly into the living room. Closer and closer I came to the entry to the kitchen and hall that led to the other rooms down here. I poked my head around the corner and I saw no one. The kitchen, however, was torn up. There were broken dishes everywhere and other stuff tossed about. I pulled back and looked into the living room. It was in the same condition. I must not have noticed it, because there wasn't as much stuff thrown around.
I slowly took a step around the corner into the kitchen. There didn't seem to be any sign of... I saw a light down the hall. I think it was coming from the den. I moved to walk down the hallway but I slipped as I stepped on a stray plate and it slid out from under me. I landed on the ground with a loud THUD. I panicked. I searched frantically for a place to hide when I saw the flashlights suddenly both point at the wall across from the den door in the hall. I found a place to hide in a now unoccupied cupboard. I pulled to door most of the way shut to make it look like it'd been untouched.
I could see the lights searching the kitchen. I pulled my knees close to my chest, holding back my tears of fear. I could hear the men talking. "There's got to be someone in here." one man said to the other in a funny accent.
"The two of them had a son if I remember right." the other man replied. They searched through the kitchen without opening any of the cupboards, thank god. Thinking there was no one in here, they left into the living room and up the stairs.
Thinking it safe enough to venture out to get the phone, I pushed open the cupboard door slowly and looked to see if the cordless was still on the cradle. Thankfully, it was. I stepped all of the way out of the cupboard and snagged it. Then I hurried back to the unreliable safety of the cupboard. I pushed the button on the phone to turn it on. There was a dial tone. But wait, the power was out. How could the phone still be on? Gah, it didn't matter. I quickly dialed 911.
"Hello. 911 emergency. How may I help you?" a nasal, female voice asked.
"There's two men in my house. I need help." I whispered, not wanting to be found.
"Ok, what is your address so the police can be dispatched to you?" the lady asked.
I nervously whispered the address into the phone. The lady told me the police were on they're way and to stay on the line until they got there. I did as she told me. I clutched my knees close with one arm and held the phone with the other. It felt like I sat in that cupboard for an eternity, but eventually I heard the men begin to panic at the sound of sirens. I heard them bootleg it out the back as several police cars pulled up to the house.
I shoved the cupboard open and ran to the front door, forgetting all about the phone. I watched as the police kicked the door in and entered the house. One of them collected me and took me outside.
"Where's my mom and dad?" I demanded, far too scared to cry, as the police officer escorted me outside to one of the cars.
"We don't know yet. But don't worry, they're probably inside safe and sound." the officer tried to reassure me.
I saw the lights come back on for seemingly no apparent reason. I later found out that they had gotten in and messed with the circuit breaker.
I sat in the car for about 10 minutes and still no one would tell me where my parents were. I began to get frustrated and rather demanding. "I want to see my mom and dad!" I yelled at the officer that was keeping me outside.
"But you can't go inside right now." he told me in a calm voice. I was beginning to get mad.
"I don't care!" I screamed as I ran in through the front door. There were officers all over in the house but it seemed like most of them were in the hallway downstairs. I ran past them and entered the only room I saw a light in, the den. As I rounded the corner I saw the most horrible sight any child could see.
My father was sitting against the wall in a pool of blood with several gunshot wounds to his torso. My mother was lying on the small couch in there with blood dripping off the side onto the floor with it seemed like a single gunshot wound to the head. And one on each arm. There was blood everywhere.
I just stared in horror. I was traumatized. I couldn't think. All I knew was they were gone. I fell to my knees unable to support myself anymore. I couldn't even cry because of the horror I witnessed. I couldn't believe what I saw.
One of the officers escorted me back outside where I sat in one of the squad cars with the same horrorstruck expression on my face. The police found a note in the house. It was from the men that did this. It said that they knew I saw them and that I was next. They would kill anyone that I cared about and then come after me. They said they would bide their time. It could be days, months, even years before they came after me.
The police never caught them.
End Flashback
After that night I didn't talk for weeks. I also pushed most everyone away from me. Only those six refused to be pushed. That's the reason I didn't let people get close to me. And that's why I didn't want to pursue this obsession. I never even found out why the men broke in and killed my parents.
What if I get rejected? What if they get scared because of the circumstances? What if "they" come for me? These were all thoughts that crossed my mind. I just didn't know. I really wanted to ask what I should do, but then people would know...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- Another chapter done. And you still don't know! Ha ha!!! You'll find out in the next chapter... Promise